'I have a childlike conviction that the sufferings will be healed and smoothed over, that the whole offensive comedy of human contradictions wil disapear like a pitiful mirage, a vile concoction of man's Euclidean mind, feeble, and puny as an atom, and that ultimately at the world's finale, in the moment of eternal harmony, there will occur and be revealed something so precious that it will suffice for all hearts, to allay all indignation, to redeem all human villainy, all bloodshed; it will suffice not only to make forgiveness possible, but also to justify everything that has happened with men.'
Fydor Dostoevsky in Nancy Guthrie (Ed.), Be Still My Soul, p.22.
